Studio 6

I see two lovers kiss on the street

By Studio 6

And I remember the petrol-thick mist

We settled our lips

And I remember hearing your father laugh

While we made love in the next room

We made love in the next room

And I remember one of those mornings

I reached out to wake you

But I learned that he'd taken you back

I look through the glass

To housing blocks and energy fans

I see slow familiar lovers

I see them pull their curtains back

And I remember pulling your curtains back

Then we made love to the old moon

We made love to the old moon

And I remember one of those mornings

I reached out to wake you

But I learned that he'd taken you back

And I remember you wearing that pink August coat

That my grandmother wore as my grandfather's love

And you're a little more clear with this wine in my hand

And it colors my tongue as if your lipstick has run

And I remember hearing your father laugh

While we made love in the next room

We made love in the next room